A golden cocoon shone in the middle of the night.
The golden cocoon cracked and from the crack a golden smoke poured out.
The swamp wind rustled violently against the trunks of the fallen trees.
Wet leaves flew into the sky creating a whirlwind with a golden cocoon as the center.
The cracks in the golden cocoon grew longer and wider.
Until a hand covered in golden tribal tattoos stabbed out of the golden cocoon.
Moku crawled with difficulty out of his cocoon, like a butterfly crawling out of its cocoon.
Until the cocoon was torn apart and Moku lay languidly on the ground.
The second evolution consumes more energy than the first evolution. The changes that occurred in his body were also greater so he needed time to get used to his new body.
Each of his muscle cells felt like they were alive and had a mind of their own. Moku tried to move his body but what happened instead, he seemed like a overheated squirming caterpillar.
